Doesn'T Foolishness Cause Regrets
Ah, had I been much wiser
and taken mom more seriously,
I wouldn't have called her a miserable whiner!
I shiver remembering my behavior so bizarre and childish,
and quite often I got punished
for hanging out with kids who were too fresh.
Mother screamed as a maddened woman saying,
"Get back in here and finish your homework! "
I did not listen and ran out not to keep them waiting.
My grades got worse, and mom's face was got bitter,
I tried to tell her how sorry I was,
but words got stuck in my throat and I reached for air.
All privileges were taken away from me,
every effort to mend my mistakes was unsuccessful...
I was only given warnings up to three.
My wistfulness to please mom was denied,
she stopped wishing me goodnight,
I saw in me that unruly child who constantly lied.
The intention of that pursued wish always remained:
to hug her and ask for forgiveness,
and would I have been given another chance instead?
And that happened on Christmas Eve while unwrapping my undeserved gifts,
I stood up and embraced her with all my strength...
as the conscience's voice returned, " Doesn't foolishness cause regrets? "
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